Anima Vesta

44 2 0
                                    

Walking in what's left of me,
A shell close to detonation...
A shadow of unheard evils...
Whomst lost its destination...
So much of the devastation...
Has molded into cremation...
Ashes leave tears behind,
With fear of the elevation...
...
Let me just tell you a story,
A simple gleam of glory...
Cracked in the name of...
The ones who knelt before thee...
Suffering from the lost of me...
Crying from the thought of me...
Spirits trembling in steps as they...
Shout my name before me...
...
Parents do love,
As well as they do hate...
A father left in fear,
And a mother whom can relate...
I...
Witnessing the beating of each...
Shouting thunderstorms from their teeth...
I cowered beneath their feet...
And tugged hoping it would beat...
...
One night, I would see...
Blades unsheathed...
Legends on their knees...
Eyes refusing to believe...
The words would ascend...
Hearts would twist and bend...
Blood was even shedded
But happy is what we pretend...
As we...
Walked in the maze of silence...
" It never happened sweety"
What is this cinnamon you spit into me?
Sugar coated into an enemy...
The rain kept falling...
On my shirt...
As I soon realized...
It was deep in my dirt...
Seeded was the genes given to me...
Crowns that never meant anything it just...
Made me into a mistake...
Someone who can't cope...
Someone clinging onto bars...
Yelling out hope...

...

And it's vanity that strikes the veins...
Idols that begin the pain...
Idols I chose to seek with...
Idols I begged to be with...
Now lost in agony...
Beyond human misery...
Taught from bone to remember the code of chivalry...
That's...
Latin in one word...
Death cometh from the birds...
Never spitting on the heavens...
Until the day I turned eleven...
Sad to see what I was...
Not knowing who I was...

Committed an eternal sin,

That's where the rain begins...

...
Had a best friend...
Who laughed with me...
We, liked the same thing...
And we...

Took off on the same wings...

But we...

Gave in to our addictions...

Caused great and painful incisions...

Made abhor decisions...

Now we're stuck in a collision...

And it's...

My fault that it happened too,

I should've watched myself better,

But my words are like paper cuts so,

They never matter...

And it's a shame of what has become,

Led down the road of the kingdom come...

All has tarnished in front of me and...

Endless SunsetsWhere stories live. Discover now